Pyar Toh Pyar Hota Hai.. It is Always Special

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Many years back when I was in my 4th or 5th standard, my love for pigeons was at extreme.. This little creature look very innocent and peaceful in nature.. I am just a fan of them and thats why it bring me a strong desire to have a pair of them at my own home..


At my nanihal there were lotz of pigeons.. I took help of my elder brother and trapped two newly born pigeons in my small cartoon box.. Then I carried them to my home, almost 100 KMs.. There after I started feeding them.. They were so frightened of me that time but later on they were my best friends.. In a day I used to be with them for hours say 3 or 4.. There was a separate room for them.. That room was our junk room used to put woods and other craps.. Slowly slowly they were learning to fly.. That 14*12 room was their sky..

Nurturing them was never an easy task.. There were many rivals like cats, dogs, crows and mongoose etc.. I was mostly scared of mongoose and cats. Mongoose are small, fast and very dangerous for birds.. That was a black day, I was in school and at home my aunt was cooking fish, as like any other hindu house, there were separate set of crockeries to cook/serve non veg items, mostly kept outside of kitchen..
My pigeon room was a store room too..
So it happened, my aunt forgot to close the door after brining those crockeries.. When I came back from school, I was shocked as doors were open.. I thought either one of my cousin has took them out of room or they must have flown away, after all they have grown wings..

I was relaxed may be a bit worried, whatever the pair will come back to their home.. I entered the room to investigate the things with my school bag in my hand and found it empty.. A flipping sound came and I saw the male pigeon on the machan.. Ohh a mongoose passed me very sharply to out side the room and I felt scared.. The female pair was missing.. I immediately put my hand into the box which was pigeons sleeping bed.. I grabbed the pigeon and dragged her out.. It was a frightening scene.. I cried with all of my pain and thrown the dead body with fear..

That bloody mongoose had cut the throat and it was hanging from the rest of her body.. I was weeping like anything.. My mother scrambled into the room and saw me rolling on the floor with tears in my eyes.. Soon she found the body of the dead pigeon.. She took me in her arms and immediately vacated the room.. I was shouting on my mom "you must have left room opened and thats why mongoose killed her.". My tears were nonstop, I was hurt.. Mother told me nothing just kept me convincing, consoling.. we will bring u another pair of pigeons and they will be white(I always desired to have a white pair of them) and etc etc..I cried more than 1 hour. I couldn't eat..

Now it was time to bury her. I wrapped the body in a newspaper and then buried it near the Ganga bank which was just 100 meters from my home..I came back to my home and decided "I will never imprison any other bird..".

2nd day I left the male pigeon on the roof and then he flown all over the sky.. Now I was relaxed, a bit worried too.. This world was new to him.. There are many enemies of him, how will he survive?? But as evening started growing he was back. I was smiling, felt like after a long time my friend is back to me..

Now it was a routine for him. That lonely pigeon used to come home for some time, eat rice, pieces of bread and go back.. Where?? I don't know.. One day I was waiting for his coming, with some rice in my hand but he left me waiting.. Twilight turned into night.. I was sad.. Next day in the morning I saw he was with a white female pigeon over my roof.. They circled round and round.. I was so happy, I couldn't explain.. I thrown some rice, they landed took some pieces out of it and then flown away again and never came back.. I was happy, after all now he has her partner :) .Its been many years, I still miss my pigeon friend, very cute, very affable. he was someone like my own..